Don't Call Me Twin (feat. Nicknxtdoor!)

I told my girl I won’t cheat no more but this bih too bad,

If 12 behind me imma lose em cuz this whip too fast,

**** flexing for the gram but really doing bad,

He think he really getting money, boy not that’s not a bag,

My youngin on a roxy (Rocsi) think he hosting 106,

I been looking at a hawk, I might park the Benz,

Aint no hoe in me my **** you can’t call my twin,

It Aint no hoe in me my **** you can’t call my twin,

You no stepper, put three on your head like Chance The Rapper,

He was gangster till I press him, now that boy a pastor,

This fame come with it but them rackys what I’m really after,

Swear it feel like when I’m focus my goals happen faster,

I loss my **** to them streets that’s what he signed up for,

Ion really trust a soul that’s what this iron for,

We hear that cappin in your music what you lying for?,

You was him with this shxt but now your time is up,

I just threw another back to get my mind off it,

Ima keep on running it up till I feel exhausted,

I ain’t hit since last year and she still callin,

Brody came up off that white girl, Dolly Parton,

My crib in the sky, ain’t worried bout no drive-bys,

I’m the biggest inspiration in these **** eyes,

I’m too high and I ain’t even mean get this high,

Passive coming, making money when I close my eyes,

I call my plug Nick **** stay next door,

I’m in a X7 this is not a X4,

I’m the type to play a bitch like Connect 4,

If you really bout that tell me what you sweating for?,

My bitch trippin, imma take the E off of emotion,

Throw away the key I’m locked in a **** focus,

He flexing with his baby mama whip this **** bogus,

I been dealing with some pain that’s deeper than the ocean,

I told my girl I won’t cheat no more but this bih too bad,

If 12 behind me imma lose em cuz this whip too fast,

**** flexing for the gram but really doing bad,

He think he really getting money, boy not that’s not a bag,

My youngin on a roxy (Rocsi) think he hosting 106,

I been looking at a hawk, I might park the Benz,

Aint no hoe in me my **** you can’t call my twin,

It Aint no hoe in me my **** you can’t call my twin,

Don’t ever call me twin,

Two Glocks up in my hand that bih look like twins,

Shoutout my homeboy, he know me and gang gon talk to twins,

I got an Asian shooter, them boys call him Chun Ling,

Yea we aiming at your last,

I can’t f*** that girl right now, because I heard that lil girl fast,

Don’t try come up my block, you know we putting dog to ass

Brody catching all these bullets and my bullets look like cash

Like she allergic, my bullets give them a rash,

Uh uh uh yea,

Countin all this bread it look like 2 16,

Gucci on my body look like 1017,

My shooters got so many weapons, we gon call em weaponese,

Just like a cap we at yo knee

We goin bruise (Bruce) em look like Lee,

Keep a Glock up in my pants but my name is not no Key,

My guns giving **** tattoos, boy just got a sleeve,

And all these **** done, they probably smoking on some leaves,

Probably smoking on some leaves, I can’t tell em no tho,

Aye we aiming at his head, my guns look like GoPro,

And that girl want me to hit, she gon drop the Lo-Lo,

And we kicking down the door door,

Bro get on the floor floor,

Man you know we raising hell for a reason,

Ya girl say she love me but I know that she ain’t mean it,

Man next girl want my heart, had to tell her I gotta keep it,

Yea I tell her I gotta keep it,

I told my girl I won’t cheat no more but this bih too bad,

If 12 behind me imma lose em cuz this whip too fast,

**** flexing for the gram but really doing bad,

He think he really getting money, boy not that’s not a bag,

My youngin on a roxy (Rocsi) think he hosting 106,

I been looking at a hawk, I might park the Benz,

Aint no hoe in me my **** you can’t call my twin,

It Aint no hoe in me my **** you can’t call my twin,